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suicide poem

il singolo pugno serrato alzato e ready
cane dal percalle ed il gatto del calicň
sono vecchio e cieco
figlie di tempo
ho detto, io ho chiuso il mio cuore
noi che si sono levati in piedi
sono fevered
č ci qualcuno lŕ
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
ciň č l'arsenale
tranquillamente, con il reverance, nel awe
era molte e molto un anno fa
sopra il fiume, sulla collina
ho visto i archangels nel mio mela-albero la notte scorsa

 



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